I Snatched A Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

“She trusted me.” I thought of my mother. The absolute dignity she carried even now. Sahl leaned in slightly. “I married her because she had what I wanted.” My hands curled into fists. “She had the money.” His grin turned monstrous. “The name.” His voice sharpened. “The property.” Each word hit like a blow. “And once the papers were signed…” He smiled coldly. “I became Sahl Velcro. The businessman.” Something inside me snapped. All at once.

His laughter echoed straight through the speaker. “You really are gone.” “I’m hanging up.” “No, no, wait,” he said quickly, still laughing. “Your I*******m lately looks like you abandoned capitalism to become a full-time pet influencer.” I rubbed the bridge of my nose. “Frank—” “And now let me summarize the current situation,” he interrupted mercilessly. “Julian Hawthorne is standing at an airport waiting for a woman while holding a dog leash.” “That doesn’t sound like you. That sounds like the opening scene of a romantic comedy where the emotionally unavailable billionaire learns how to feel again.”

Axella rebuffed taking a sip of water. "I wouldn't replace my man for anyone else even if the option was Don Ricardo." Nat replied absentmindedly still toiling with her phone Jean stared at the woman beside her and almost let out a scoff. She was making it look like she has a relationship with Ricardo. Jean was sure this was going to cause trouble for whoever Nat was married to. Axella burned in anger at Natalie's last words,her seat became uncomfortable and she stood up. Axella was angry that she couldn't get Natalie angry.

he says. “Thank you.” “So, you got divorced then?” he asks, drowning more of his liquor. “Uhm…” I lick my lips. “Yeah, I did. That’s why I left Chicago.” I don't know if the lie is worth it, but I sure don’t know how to say that I tried to divorce my billionaire husband but couldn’t — because he's powerful, connected, and makes it feel like the world spins at his will. “I’m so sorry about your divorce,” Lionel says. “At least I’m here. I can help you,” he adds, like I’m a patient and he’s the doctor ready to patch me up. It wants to sound funny but it doesn't. Not in this situation I'm in.

EVA’S POV The headlines were everywhere. "Eva Sinclair, the Betrayed Wife, Marries Billionaire Leon Castello!" "Revenge or Romance? The Scandalous Union No One Saw Coming." "Daniel Sinclair’s Ex-Wife Becomes His Rival’s Bride." I stared at my phone, scrolling through the endless flood of articles, social media posts, and comments dissecting every detail of my sudden marriage to Leon Castello. People speculated. They gossiped. They called me everything from a gold digger to a genius. Some pitied me. Others envied me.

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

Bertha gave another dramatic compliment. "I don't think she is exaggerating, you look very ravishing. Once again, I will repeat this: it is a shame you married Xander; I now have an irresistible urge to snatch you and take you far away to where I can spoil you rotten with my love." My heart skipped a beat at Skyler's proclamation. What was up with this guy who wanted to snatch me from my husband? Who makes such a joke to a newly wedded woman?

Chapter 164 Sasha's POV While Sienna and her husband were going through their own problems, I was also going through mine with my husband. I just discovered a shocking truth. I had been married to my husband for a few months now and everything seemed perfect. We were in love and I thought we had a strong foundation of trust. But, I just found out that my husband was the son of a billionaire.

Like I really was just a one-night stand to him. Shaking my head, I push the disappointment away. I knew it was nothing more than that. Sighing, I scoop up the flash drive from the desk and leave the office. “Don’t get your hopes up. He’s a billionaire, and you’re just a housewife whose husband cheated on her,” Madison remarks arrogantly as I walk past her desk. It’s true. If it wasn’t for the random stop at the bar and the alcohol, we never would’ve crossed paths.

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad